A Chance Visit

I woke up quite early the next day. I'd slept pretty well, although a few thoughts had been swirling around my mind about Matt. 

We had had very different lives for people who were about the same age. He had grown up in the same city he now lived in. He'd been earmarked for the family business, which he'd put his life into building up for his own family, then COVID messed up the business part, and cruel circumstance messed up the family part. 

I'd grown up somewhere else, moved here for university and stayed. He'd married his teenage sweetheart, I'd slept around and enjoyed the liberties that came with that. 

And yet, these differences played their part in our connection. He felt like he could open up and confide in me without me judging him or without much consequence. For me, I had so much respect for him. So much of his life is wonderful and yet constricted, and then he has had to deal with so much shit, yet come through it with an outlook that is kind and warm.

I'm not so honourable to admit that his sweet peachy arse and jawline are an added bonus...

As I started to get excited in my pants... a text arrived from the jawline in question.

"Hey Tom. Thanks again for yesterday. I hope I didn't scare you off."

I text him back quickly.

"Hey, who dis? I got you saved in my phone as "Fuck and Flaunt"."

"Hahahaha"

"Ha. Hey Matt. You didn't scare me off at all. Honestly, I was a little tearful at how you felt about opening up to me."

"Oh mate, I cried quite a bit last night. I don't know exactly what I was crying about tbh".

"Probably just a weight off your mind?"

"Yeah I guess. These last two years, family and mates keep asking me how I am, how I'm holding up and I just don't have a good answer. They mean well but I think they're waiting for me to have some perfect explanation of grief. And I don't have that. With you, I can just chat shit and it's nice".

"Well, thank you. What are you up to today?"

"I'm babysitting my niece. I still live with my brother's family. How about you?"

"That's cool that you do that for your brother. I'm just chilling. I might see a mate later or browse Grindr and meet someone. If it bores you a bit me saying stuff like that, I don't need to discuss it".

"Don't worry mate - you don't need to hear about my niece watching shit on TV but I'm telling you haha. Will you meet somebody you know, or a stranger?"

"Depends - I usually don't meet anybody. Some people are flaky or just having a nice chat. But maybe I'll meet someone. let's see."

"#fuckandflaunt"

"Hahaha"

"Would you fancy hanging out one night this week? We could just watch a film or something? I'd have to come to you, if that's okay".

"I'd like that mate. I'll cook or get some food in. Obviously, as a gay we have to either watch a shit rom com or gay porn."

"Hahahaha. I'm in your hands mate". 

We agreed a day and time. 

"I just wanna say Matt: I'm not expecting every time you meet me that you open yourself up and we have deep conversation. No pressure or stress from me".

"Thanks Tom. I'm genuinely just looking forward to a movie and chilling out. All good."

"Okay great. Looking forward to it x"

I slacked off browsing Grindr, and just had a nice feel of my cock while thinking about Matt. 

I've had worse mornings.